WHO KNEW?

 

Who knew ages ago

as I sat naive and naughty

in my ironed uniform

that I would stand on the other side of the road?
 

Who knew as I crammed

stuff in my brain

even as teachers admonished me severely

that I would be for once on the reprimanding side?
 

Today, as I step into teacher's shoes

a sudden unconditional responsibility

racks my mind, soul and conscience.

What was history yesterday is fact today.
 

Even as I warm up to the anctics of little ones,I am reminded of my own little past- the scampering feet of friends so sweet.
 

What has gone will come back no more

but I can still retain the aroma of

beautiful memories gone by

and pursue a precious present here to stay

of learning,

of teaching,

of transforming schoool reflections

into a heartfelt haven of love.

 

By Shail Raghuvanshi, Palakkad, India

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This poem was composed by me when I first joined school as a teacher. It brought forth a sudden gush of emotions from my past overwhelming me completely.